Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

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Among the Jinns, the Demons.

Unlike the rest of the factions, they did not uproot the chieftains, nor did they flock.

There were three exceptions among such demons.

First, the same high ranking, the priests who serve the spirits.

Secondly, worshippers of the 'Demon King' who have proven their power by extinguishing many demon tribes.

Thirdly, those who were intoxicated by the study of the same subject.

This group of demons corresponded to the third case.

"Low poaching has been in contact."

Among them, the Demons in charge of contact with the outside murmured so much in the dark.

The Demons, who heard it, closed their eyes to the world and to the third.

Demons who formed themselves from their own magic factions.

Around them, there are many different bipolar waves and magical powers.

"Poaching? Are you talking about the leader of the Monks?"

"Yes. I've been asking for a deal through 'him'."

"Deal? What have you been asking for?"

At the end of a brief description of the lowly hunting trade, the Demons asked.

"It's a little tricky. Not that I can't."

"What's the price?"

The Demons, who used to talk like water, replied late to Tempo.

"You're going to allow me to observe the upcoming Juo and TC onboard party."

Ha-ha, laughter burst out all over the subspace.

The Demons hid no offense.

"Just to move us?"

"Permission? You're arrogant. I don't like it. There's nowhere to avoid our eyes unless we're new."

"Yes. If you only knew the place in advance and were prepared, you would be able to fight somewhat if your superior presence were to interfere."

The subject of the Demons' dialogue has been transformed into a humorous tale by one Sain.

"The lowly preacher was not appointed by the 'enlightened' to the trumpeter. Why are you in this world in the first place?"

"Low poaching was corrupted after the conflict. He grabbed his hand and abandoned many realizations."

"This is the number of thousands of swarms of water that carried 80,000 troops of water from heaven and covered the Milky Way."

The man who delivered the deal proposed by the low-temperature hunter took the decision.

"I've identified one of us. He wants the best to cooperate."

The waves of bipolar and magical forces radiate from the Demons and reflect their emotions.

"The pig is measuring our top and bottom."

"I wonder who they identified."

Between the ominous colours and shape-shifted bipolar waves, the voice of the Demons resounded.

"The Blade of the Seven Sinful Drinks, Invidius. He has identified his priests."

The fervent priest of Invidius, the demon of the Seven Sins.

A bizarre demon who jumped out of the priesthood gathering on that subject and engaged in frozen secondhand magic research to create a revolutionary ball.

Those who thought of the Demon people deserved it, but they accepted it.

"· · · Well, if it's him."

"Not to mention the best of us."

"Hm."

The subject of the dialogue turned into the Priest of Invidius.

"So, where did he go now? I can't see."

"Recently, 'Crow Masks' have frequently fallen into the world. Another world."

"I haven't seen you lately."

Then a demon who was keeping silence replied:

He was a priest of another drink, not Invidius.

The Demons listened to the priest's voice, thinking that the strange Demons were acquainted.

"He went into the world. I had some work to do."

"What to take care of?"

"I decided to make a deal with Jin Ung-palsun."

Several demons asked questions about Jin Ung-palsun.

"Jinungpalsun. The sincere one? The untrue one?"

"The one that wasn't real."

"Who are you? If you're a cheerful bear, I'd like to meet you myself. I think I made some fun tricks a while ago."

The priest of Marcin shook his head in the dark and replied.

"It's the lady of grief who's been asking for a deal."

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"Are you not going to tell me where you were yesterday? I think I've been with the real guy for quite some time."

The Emperor, who was locked in his thoughts, asked me.

A little annoying.

The faction that blessed Hong Gyu Bin.

I seem to have been with that faction for quite some time last night.

'It has been long enough, La.'

There are three places I've lived long since I broke up with the Emperor last night.

Silver ad shield.

Air stage limo with Jarod Lee.

The eternal lake team building, in the room of the authoritarian.

'The message of the Butterfly Decree will not be a silver advertisement that strengthens the shield. It was probably in the room of the authoritarian.'

I intend to ask the author later, but I recommend asking the Emperor as well.

"I came to see you yesterday."

"Proprietor · · ·. He also reached out to the blue violinist."

The Emperor frowned.

They say it's annoying, but they're not very good friends.

"What kind of faction is he?"

"You've met him beyond magic."

A faction that met beyond magic?

Is it one of the heads of the 12th grade who had the same conversation name as the elementary student?

"He is the head of a self-proclaimed, western tribe."

The leader of the Great Faction and the Western Clan was in the vicinity of Gwangjaen and Hong Gyubin.

'You've both been through a lot.'

It's not what I'm going to say with the Emperor next to me.

Lunch time.

I picked a menu that I think would be the fastest to eat for lunch.

Ginger, chicken legs cooked with onions.

Eggs cooked in sauce flavoured with noodles.

Finally, it was a chicken pinch mushroom cover with a little cooked pinch mushroom.

'I wanted to eat steamed seafood with crabs, mussels, fallow and shrimp.'

If the gourmets knew it, they would have made a stupid choice.

The steamed seafood had a menu and it took some time to eat, so I couldn't choose.

There was something I wanted to check out at lunch.

'I still have a lot of cheering messages today.'

Lunch, unpopular trails.

Sitting on a bench, I saw a stack of chess contest cheering messages I didn't see in the morning.

Shortly after thanking me, I lowered my message history and found the name I was looking for.

[I] Hello, Team Leader Hong Gyubin.

[I] I have a question for you, are you busy right now?

Hongyubin replied sooner than he thought.

[Hongyubin] Yes, Lord. It's lunchtime. It's okay.

[Hong Gyu Bin] What's going on?

I used to say hi a lot, but I've been asking you a lot lately if it's okay.

Somehow, that behavior of Hong Gyu Bin seems to have something to do with the question I was about to ask.

[I] Do you know about the West?

Scaredly before the question was over, Hong Kyu-bin blew up his message like a storm.

[Hong Gyu Bin] Did he end up with you? ^ ^;;;;;;

[Hongyubin] Ignore it. If you get involved, it hurts.

[Hong Gyu Bin] I was annoyed when I whined to be blessed, but I'm more annoyed because I'm blessed. If you're bored, pop out and tell me I like this, I don't like it! Investigate this! Find out what it is!

[Hong Gyu Bin] You should never get involved! It's the craziest, craziest faction of my life!

The adjective "crusty and squeamish" was used by a second-grade, zero-grade, golden combi.

The factions and players who have been blessed look more like each other.

[Hong Gyu Bin] Especially when he says, "I love these things!"

[Hong Gyu Bin] Don't look back and run. Inside the Silver Ad Shield! You got it?

The leader of the genuine and western tribes who bothers Hong Gyu-bin because of his foresight skills.

I don't know who you are yet, but I need to be vigilant enough for the pronoun Hong Gyu-bin to say that.

[I] Thank you.

[Hong Kyu-bin] Wait, Kyu-shin. So, where did you hear the name "trickster"? You're not already involved, are you? What?

It's still a subtle situation to intertwine.

It's hard to tell where you heard the word "trickery."

How do we get around?

I'll be busy working anyway, but I'll just ignore it.

When you're thinking about it.

"Faithful Student."

Someone approached without hesitation and spoke.

A clear and soft voice, but I was surprised to hear it suddenly.

"Teacher of public affairs."

The person who talked to him was the teacher of the introduction to aesthetics and the giver of Hani's gift, Public Cheongchung.

It's a scary teacher who doesn't feel the basics while reading a textbook, taking his eyes off a chalkboard for a while.

I always kill and buy like a habit.

"I was worried about not coming back to class."

On Teacher's Day, I forgot the public service class while going to Tan Rae Middle School, the mother of the blind money.

That's why you came.

I don't know how I found it in this big silver ad.

"Dear student, if you have any questions, I will hear them."

The public blur smiled with a generous look.

I think all of the classes I've been interested in since I got into the silver advertisement have been public hearings.

It is reasonable to think that I am frustrated with the public hearing.

Besides, last time I had a good time on Teacher's Day.

"· · · Sorry."

"Next time, please contact us before you drop out."

The public blur had a slightly bitter face.

"A loyal student is in a chess competition. I heard it's your last day. Are you going to prepare for the competition?"

You're asking me indirectly if I'm going to go back.

From the beginning, I was thinking of going to class today.

"No, I want to take a class."

I was delighted by my answer.

"Are you coming to class today?"

"· · · Yes."

As expected, I came here to catch you to prevent you from getting caught again today.

'Strangely, no excuses.'

Horses, expressions, everything was soft but somehow overwhelming.

"At the end of the class, the bell rang. Then we go to the classroom together."

The class that finishes lunch is the 'Pastorale' of Beethoven's Symphony No. 6 against the Forest of Heiligenstadt, the outlying city of Vienna.

Only four of them are titled "Thunder, Storm."

It was a symphony depicting the rain in the forest, the sight of lightning and the animals fleeing.

'I think the broadcasters did this with the intention of alleviating food insecurity.'

And Edvard Grigg's "The Palace of the Mountain Demon King."

When caught by the public blueprint, there seems to be an urgent class paper.

Although the bad girl was captured just before class, today's introduction to public hearing was a rewarding lesson.

After school, newspaper room.

"Third-grader 0th grade floated an airfield!"

"What the hell is that supposed to do?"

Rumors have begun that the third grade 0th class has moved to avenge the energy of the universe.

Without acting immediately, waiting until after school was probably because I decided to surrender to the wall and take a flirty class.

"I really hope I catch my tail this time! I will dig into the minds of those lunatics!"

Several water-eating moonshines were motivated to cover the third grade 0th class.

Newspapers planning coverage.

Then he looked at me with a necessity, and said,

"I can't cheer on the suspicious 1st and 0th grade deputy commander today, but I'll cheer with my heart!"

"Yeah, it's okay to be suspicious. Come on."

I finally heard it was suspicious in the newspaper.

A hologram of my portrait drawn by the cheer phrase made by my half-breed.

This is a topic on the bulletin board, and I think I've seen everyone in the newspaper.

Thanks to the fame of Ming Green White, it spread uselessly.

"Hahaha! The newspaper has finally spread!"

Hwang Ji Ho burst with bread to see what was good.

In any case, with the support of the newspaper members, I ended my absence and headed to the chess competition.

General Gymnasium, third gym.

Two days of tournaments and four games.

Around 60 chess players, including the seed set for the draw, were reduced to four.

'Everyone left is a playable character! Let's work hard.'

Block A is Kim Joon Fever, Park Seung Hyun.

Block B is oral, B.

'It's no wonder you don't have a third grade.'

Quarterfinals, my opponent is from the 2nd grade student council.

He was a friend of Kim Joon-hyuk and was also sentenced to death by a teacher such as Su-hyuk.

The palms of his hands were as firm as iron as the players holding the doublesword like Su-hyuk.

'In silver commercials, Su-hyuk is the next pair of swordsmen.'

As a result of throwing coins.

Cao Cao Cao Cao Cao, I caught the black.

"Start the Great Kingdom."

The voice of Yongjae rang the chess hall.

Ends